Natalie shuddered with fear as the dark demoness stepped forward. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” Latoya asked in mock innocence.Gabriel glanced over his shoulder at Aiden and Latoya, and gently laid Natalie on the floor. He pulled his long black coat off and carefully wrapped her in it before he scooped her up.Natalie tried to ignore her throbbing body as he stood and shifted her in his arms. The pain from everything Ellish had done to her was still fresh, though not as sharp as it should have been. Her shoulder screamed when she was jostled, was the “inner” pain that hurt most. All of her blood vessels shook, and the underside of her skin trembled from the seizure-like state and the burning sensation that had coursed through her. Her mind still reeled from Ellish’ invasion, and she was so weak.Somehow what he’d done to her body paled in comparison to the rest of it. She remembered him laughing at her “primitive fears” and saying that he could do something much more terrible to her.
The year 1301.The noise of the growing mob outside swelled louder. A muted roar made by hundreds of angry voices chanting for the death of he and his kind.Death to his kind.This was the day his kind had dreaded for centuries, A day mankind would discover their existence and stand against them to wipe them from the face of the Earth.It was not only his kind that were endangered, the other species were endangered too.The shapeshifters, the ones who had soul ties with different animals, enabling them to be half animal, half man.They were called after any animal they shared soul ties with, they always rose up against his kind for centuries with endless bloody battles ensuring between them, out of all the shapeshifters, the werewolves had been the most friendly to his kind, all the other shapeshifters hated his kind, they never wanted to have anything doing with the undead or as they were popularly called, The vampires.Damon looked over at the young girl by his side as she shivered
Violet grey eyes watched the amber liquid swirl in the thick crystal glass. Every now and then they shifted to the busy boulevard outside the limousine. He smiled to himself; it was a typical Friday night in Portland Oregon everyone and their dog were out tonight. That’s one of the reasons Damon liked living here because the only difference between the night and day was the light. Then the crowds would shift from the streets to the clubs and provided him the cover he needed.Damon was on his way to a late gathering himself but it wasn’t a nightclub. At least not this time.He took a drink from the glass and shifted gaze shifted to a group of four young men walking along the sidewalk, obviously with too much liquor in them by the way they clung to each other to keep themselves upright.He gave a faint smile at the lewd whoops and hollers they emitted as they passed by a group of young ladies. Physically Damon looked about their age, when in fact he was much older, and usually he liked
“This is stupid, I can’t do this.” Liya looked at the clothes her friends Aya and Anna had dressed her in, “This just isn’t me.”“You can be so difficult. It’s time you got your nose out of those dammed books and had some fun.” Aya reluctantly admitted to herself that Liya looked prettier than she thought she would. Aya was the only daughter of a wealthy business man and was used to getting what she wanted. She had spent the last two years in and out of universities such as this one. She preferred the night-life and her numerous boyfriends over a solid healthy education. When she flunked out of school her father would make a large contribution and get her in another one. She openly admitted that she had little use for anything or anyone that didn’t serve her purpose. That originally meant girls like Liya.That is until Liya ended up her dorm roommate.She had begged her father to not have her live in the dorms, but her father thought she could learn something from being among real peo
Eric logadd sat on one of the big crates that filled the endless building. He was a stubby man with a thick moustache, ruddy cheeks and dark brown eyes. He was richly dressed in a double breasted dark grey pinstriped suit. One of his hands was tucked inside the jacket. Two heavily armed men stood on either side of him.“I was informed this meeting would be private.” He kept his expression serious. The man may have been wearing a four thousand dollar suit, but he still looked like a grease ball to him.Eric laughed, “of course, Mr. Baal, but this is a private meeting.” He stood up holding his arms out in a welcoming gesture. I am an important man, I need protection,” he nodded toward Nathan, “just as you do.”“Of course”, Damon forced a smile and opened his suit jacket, “however, as you can see we are not carrying any weapons.” We are the weapons, he thought.“Well, you must be careful of your friends when you are in a position such as I am. I know you can understand that.” Eric didn’t
Anna was still shocked by what had happened earlier on, where she stood in sheer terror. When Liya completely ignored her warning, she had moved to prevent her a second time. when, a soft click sounded as the other door of the limo opened momentarily distracting her. A devilishly handsome blond got out of the car and locked his icy dark stare on her. His lips were pulled into a smile but his eyes were void of any amusement. She had felt a prickly terrifying sensation creep up her spine. Someone’s walking on your grave, her grandmother use to say when that feeling would strike her as a child. A wave of helplessness and terror washed over her. She had tried to run, but was frozen with fear. She had found herself unable to move. Those eyes, she just couldn’t tear her gaze away from them. She tried to scream, only releasing a brief whimper from her lips. Her legs felt suddenly numb and she feared that in any moment she would crumple to the sidewalk. Anna tried with all her mig
Liya had a horrible time. The house was packed mostly with people several years older than her. Aya and Anna got lost in the crowd as soon as they entered the house and her rear end was already grabbed at least a dozen times in less than an hour. She was feeling very exposed in the dress and humiliated at being treated like a piece of meat,tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to fight them back while looking for Anna. She saw Aya through the crowd giggling and surrounded by at least five young men who were utterly captivated by her beauty. She watched her for a moment contemplating interrupting so they could leave, but couldn’t’ bring herself to ruin Aya’s evening just because she was miserable. When she found a hole in the mob she made her way outside a smile on her face as the cool breeze gently washed over her,she found her way to the back of the house facing the beach. A well lit large deck had surrounded the back of the house with a stairca
Towards Dawn, Damon lay back in his bed; his arms were folded behind his head as he stared, deep in thought at the crimson velvet canopy overhead. The events of the night flashing through his head, when they were done feeding on the dead men, they shoved the remains of the corpses in a small crate that required some creative folding and bone breaking. They tossed the guns on top of the lifeless bodies and Damon knotted several metal bands around it as easily as he was tying a shoelace. Then he effortlessly piled another three dozen, two to three hundred pound crates around and on top of it to hide the evidence. Of course no one will make the discovery for several months or even years, and by then the bodies will be too decomposed to make identification of their deaths. When they left the building, Damon’ limousine and driver were already waiting thanks to Nathan. They got in the car which pulled out of the docks and headed in the direction of home. Damo